At the very beginning of my "career" I started out in LA, like many Hollywood hopefuls looking for a shot at stardom do. It's a story rife with heartbreak, disappointment, frustration, and loneliness. The entirety of my time out there I spent it living in my car. No, for real. I would eventually retreat back to Atlanta after that became untenable for over a year.

Let me just preface this story by saying that this whole thing was a scary ass proposition. It was going to be expensive, time intensive, demanding - but above all, it meant I was going to have to put myself out there. I could invest so much of myself into this and it could turn out really fucking bad and in so many ways. I was determined to make this happen so I can show "Hollywood" that I was serious about this. I knew I was going to have really exhaust myself on sending out this little Hail Mary and just cross my fingers and hope it produces something.